“I don’t want you.” He moved so quickly she barely had time to gasp before he lifted her off her feet, fused his mouth to hers, and kissed her until her brain melted. Then he set her back on her… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share Image
“That was the strength of Ellysetta's weave. Bright, unyielding,indefatigable love. Love that did not know surrender. Love that did not understand limitations or even… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“The gods listen, Rain. Put a thought out there often enough, and they'll think it's what you want.” — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“She’d never kissed a man. She’d wanted to a few times before, but she’d never allowed herself to do so. Now, the instant his… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“What happened yesterday was a mistake, but it’s over now. In the past, I’ve forgotten it, and so should you.” His brows rose. “You… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“She felt him bow his head to rest his jaw on her hair, the touch feather light. Tears beaded in her lashes” — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“Keep looking like you want to eat me up, moa halea, and I’ll let you.” His voice was a hard, rough rumble.” — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“Speaking of his little Summerwitch . . . he had not laid eyes on her nor had one whispered update about her activities since leaving her… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“Bel jumped to his feet, rubbing his wrists where the shel'dor piercings had chafed. "All right, kem'jetos . First we save Rain and Ellysetta,… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“The strength of Calberna flows from our women. We protect them, we love them, but we do not cage them.” — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“He laughed with a mix of amusement and surprised appreciation. She couldn’t win. She had to know that. Yet still she fought. He hadn’t… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“Ver reisa ku'chae. Kem surah, shei'tani. (Your soul calls out. Mine answers, beloved.)” — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“There was something breathtakingly beautiful about the life he was describing... She could almost feel his need and his love lapping at her like… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
“Not all battles can be won. Not all lives can be saved. And no matter how we wish it, not all songs end in… — C.L. Wilson Copy Share
